SUDAN
The Humidity Stiff, never minding the burning heat of the Sun
Women and young children walk it
Its hot, so is the ground
It’s the bush, the ground has thorns
Bare-footed they trod
There’s no food or safe water,
They must walk on
The night is cold, the sky is clear
They dare not halt
Their enemy is coming
Snakes, Lions feared less
Painful is he who’s pursuing them
Walking and running they are the enemy is in their search
They better reach the border
Rains come and, they are socked
Disease and pain is inevitable
They don’t have to rest,
They better get away
Away from Soldiers who want them
They’re scared of being Raped and killed if they resist
Gabriel Lapus (2006)
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